Today was Noah's first day of kindergarten. I can't believe how hard it hit me this morning. Last week we went to orientation and met his teacher, Mrs. Sheindegger, and I was ok with the idea. Then, this morning as I am packing him up I find it hard to control my sadness. Perhaps it is emotion of both joy for him and sadness that he will no longer be home for 7 hours a day. Either way, it's a lot to absorb, yet I know it is part of the 'right of passage' as a parent. This morning at 8:30am I packed my big boy up and headed to the car rider line. Already he was pulling away. "Mom, I want to ride the bus instead of you taking me." The car door opened and out he went. No tears, just a smile and a "see you later". A flash before my eyes and I can see he will be hugging my neck and off to college. His school PTO hosted a "boo-boo" breakfast. I decided it would be appropriate to attend. There I saw about 50 other parents-some holding the tears and some wiping them away. It's nice to know I am not alone. It is at this meeting that I decided I would follow my own mother's foot steps and join the PTO. Why not be involved and get to know the community, right? So, this week I will potation for a board position. We will see if I get elected. If not, I will be happy to volunteer wherever needed, just as long as I can peak in on my kindergartener! It's 12:45pm and right now and Noah is eating lunch at school. We both have made it half way and I can't wait for him to get home and see how his first day went!
A good luck kiss from little sis!
|Can't forget to love on his dog!|
|A few of his favorite things|
|A reminder of his foot size this year|